Rowan Ambrose. I was leaning against the glass door at the poolside, staring at Hazel as she was sitting at the pool. Staring blankly at the water. She is a completely different person now. It's as if a light has gone out inside her, leaving only a shell behind. She moves like a ghost, barely livin
Adrian was struggling too. His beast was on edge, desperate to protect Morana, but just as helpless as I was. I often found him pacing outside Morana’s room, his eyes dark with worry and anger.Days turned into weeks, and I noticed Morana slowly coming out of her trauma. She was starting to hold on
Morana Ambrose. My body was in agony, his hands everywhere, gripping, squeezing, hurting. I couldn’t breathe. He was on top of me. My legs were numb, and my mind was clouded in a fog of confusion and pain. Elliot's sinister smile loomed over me, his fingers tightening around my neck, cutting off my
Adrian never pushed me to speak. He seemed to understand my struggle, the silent battle I fought every day. His presence was a comfort, his touch a reassurance that I wasn't alone in this. Yet, the frustration of not being able to communicate gnawed at me, a constant reminder of how broken I had bec
Adrian BlackthroneI stood there, rooted to the spot, watching Morana smile happily while holding the teddy bear. My heart warmed at the sight. After all these months of darkness and pain, I finally made her smile. It was a small victory, but it meant the world to me. Her smile was a glimmer of the
Adrian Blackthrone. “What is it?” I asked. “There’s been movement on the outskirts of our territory,” he said. “We’ve picked up traces of unfamiliar scents, and it seems they’re probing our defenses.”A surge of anger flared within me. The thought of any threat nearing our pack, especially with M
Sullivan placed a hand on my shoulder, a rare gesture. "Adrian, she needs you. Not just as her protector, but as her mate. The pack needs its Alpha to be whole and strong. And you need to accept that you can't do this alone. Let her in. Let her help you find a way to fight this together."I closed m
Adrian Blackthrone After my conversation with Sullivan, I headed back to my room. The weight of our discussion still hung heavy in my mind, but I knew I had to keep moving forward. As I approached my door, I noticed it was slightly ajar. Quietly, I pushed it open and saw Morana, Ava, and Hazel insi
“Exactly,” Morana said, her eyes sparkling with determination. “We’ll teach them to be brave, to stand up for what’s right, and to love fiercely.” After dinner, we moved to the living room, the kids nestled in our arms. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, filled with the soft glow of lamps and the s
I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, feeling as if we were the only two people in the world at that moment. “We did this together, Morana. Always together.” “Hey, you two lovebirds!” Rowan called from the doorway, a wide grin on his face. “Hazel wants to know if you’re ready for a family di
Adrian Blackthrone. Years later. I paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital, outside the delivery rooms, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Her cries from inside of the room make me feel more anxious. Today was a day we had both anticipated and dreaded—the day our liv
Adrian BlackthroneI heard it—a heart-wrenching cry that cut through the silence like a blade. “Adrian! Adrian!”My heart shattered at the sound. It was her voice, raw with pain and desperation. I woke up and pushed myself up. I glanced at the sword pierced into my chest and slowly pulled it out. M
"A test?" Adrian frowned, his brows drawing together. "What do you mean?"Selene’s eyes softened, and she gestured toward the waterfall. "Walk with me."He followed her, the pups padding alongside them as they made their way toward the water’s edge. The sound of the falls grew louder, a calming pres
A heart-wrenching cry from Morana echoed across the battlefield, so profound and full of despair that it felt like the earth itself wept in sorrow. The sound cut through the chaos, louder than the clashing of swords and the roaring of wolves. For a moment, everything stopped—the hunters, the witches
Morana Ambrose. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, slipping into the dark void that was beckoning me with open arms. But through the haze of agony, I could make out the witches surrounding me, their voices raised in urgent chants, their hands glowing with the raw power of magic. They were
This couldn’t be happening. Not now.Through the haze of pain, I heard Adrian’s voice in my mind, a desperate command, but I couldn’t understand it. The bond between us was crackling with urgency, but the pain was too overwhelming, too all-consuming. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t think.Adrian howled
Morana Ambrose. My breath came in short, desperate bursts as I dodged another blast of black magic from Carlisle. His eyes glowed with malice, dark energy radiating from him in waves as he sent another spell flying toward me. He somehow gained more dark magic Adrian was beside me, his massive lycan